ATR: To Be A.bove T.he R.est (crew collab)

[Geno]

Mike Wrecka..
I confess, we the best, and above the rest,
making some people nervous but I love the stress/
looking beneath the surface of the mud I press,
as I'm doing pushups till blood floods my chest/
see underground, power down and unplug this mess,
then fuckin raise up, like I was possessed/
try to get on our level, I will shove you pests,
off our pedestal, these sentinels, leave you crushed to death/
other crews cant interrupt, this much success,
we leave their bones scattered like a vultures nest/
text is dead, and were gonna kill whatever cultures left,
go head up with these vets and leave with punctured necks/

Geno..
On cloud fucking nine I sit, where im pateintly waiting
For everyone beneathe to complete the basics of training
Meditating, my companies strengths reflect the bars of class
Those who's mirrors broke get their throats stabbed with the shards of glass
The scars, the scabbs, you need plastic surgery to alter my plans
We'll split the white rabbits ears with the darkness at hand
To many carcasses land flat, so many caskets and types
That you need to be above the rest, in every aspect of life
Every absence of light, is where you'll find we gather
Saving the craft, storing words, until it finally matters

Vulgar..
These may be the days of the clones but we'd hate to be known
as caterers prone to praying to thrones, when the mainstream's
An estranged scene that only hastens the slope like a sleigh in the snow
that's why we trim the hedges so Mother Eden favors our growth
and dismantle simple legends to discover regions, patrons of Jobe
hovering scents of rotten economics leave scents like Reagan's cologne
Shackles get latched, ankles get swole
Spectacular shrines, anklets get stones
I'm ancient from the frames of my toes to the symbol of Ankh on my lobes
Hellacious rogues; please understand the higher elevation we hold

Objective..
Our writtens shows precedence from peasants to presidents,
the essence of elegance questions the relevance of veterans.
Located at heaven sent's residence we represents intelligence,
release excellence in debris of negligence to exceed the elements.
We freed the settlements to be better than angels that fell,
Even Abel can tell fighting us's the same as vacating in Hell;
A rehearsal of one verse makes a high priest's crusifix melt,
Above The Rest - lyrics of iron's the shit that we smelt.
The scales of doom can't measure the damage we've dealt
as we're surrounding the source of violence like a warrior's belt.

IAmBent..
We A-T-R's Blazing Stars, slicing night'sface, leavin crazy scars
Put rap battles on the Travel Channel, it'll lack these amazing bars
Fuck all you lady parts-having ass rappers, stay down
What keeps me elevated isa hellish hatred for gay clowns
Red-nosed hobo homos, get sleighed first, like Rudolph
Metamucil'd dudes catch this hard shit & get their stool soft
You'll cough, gag and Die from the Bite as this AtR rises
Just Stop rappin, guys - we flow tight like a blocked bladder siphon
We elevated,so celebrate it more than my Writer's League rise
These guys stay hot, bring the beef spice and we eatcha like chilli cheese fries

Witty..
Even in the simplest minds, ridiculous rhymes delivered with shine
Can open a river inside, a thirst for knowledge growing bigger with time
So we aren't a sig or a crew, we're a group of Kings in their prime
With the exact same mission, our ambitions aligned
Creating an entire army, and we've hired the entire higher part of the hierarchy
You gotta stay below with the liars and biters, where Dia parties
Nothing left I need to say, you're weak and gay, we're fucking blessed
You need to pray, cuz til we decay, we'll lead the way...

...Above The Rest